You stood in the hangar, fiddling with a knife while waiting for your partner for an undercover mission into the heart of the city's elites to catch the criminal hiding at the head of a prestigious family. You usually wore a mask, and so did your partner, making you perfect candidates. You had no idea who it was going to be until a familiar muscular figure walked in, tossing off the mesh net covering his head and neck. Your eyes widened as you saw his rugged and stoic features. Kreuger?